"Do you really care about ?" Max hollered as he raced down the road in his car. "I’m afraid you just want to figure out my true identity and then kill once and for all!"
Hearing this, Yan Xing couldn’t help but laugh. "You... you always see others as nails because you’re a hamr yourself. You like to deceive others, and you always think others are deceiving you. I am indeed interested in your identity, but why would I want to kill you? What benefit would that bring ? Don’t assu everyone is like you."
Max was suffering from intense paranoia, especially after eting Chui Chui, believing that Yan Xing had now attained divine powers. This ant that Yan Xing had the ability to kill him. If Yan Xing found his real body, Max would be completely defenseless. This was also why Max couldn’t keep up his pretense anymore.
"I won’t believe anything you say, just like how you wouldn’t believe anything I say now. Tong Yitong is in my hands... Open the door and let go back, then I will release her."
Yan Xing instructed Chui Chui, who was driving, to speed up. He then said to Max, "You’re right. Why should I believe that you would release Little Tong? Release her first!"
"This stalemate isn’t good for either of us; one of us needs to take a step back. Tong Yitong is in my hands, and I must devour her within a minute. The choice is yours."
Chui Chui reminded Yan Xing from the side, "We can’t afford the risk of letting Kayron return to the Magic World. He could very well be an existence on par with the Nine-Headed Dragon. That’s a threat we can’t handle right now."
"I know." Yan Xing turned to Max and said, "Kayron, think carefully. Theoretically, you are also in my hands. You can choose whether to kill Tong Yitong or not, and I can also choose whether or not to kill you after I find you."
Yan Xing’s words hit Max where it hurt.
"So you don’t care about Tong Yitong’s safety and refuse to compromise?"
"Max, the only reason you’re still able to talk to is because I’m considering Tong Yitong’s safety. Not just hers, I’m also considering the safety of everyone in this city. Don’t judge my thoughts by your own. Don’t make things irreparable. What happened in the ancient past is over. I have no connection to my predecessors, and we can rebuild the relationship between our two worlds."
"How can I trust an Executioner?"
Executioner?
Yan Xing was sowhat puzzled and said to Max, "You’ve told too many lies, so you always assu I’m lying to you. I didn’t know what ’Contrary’ or ’Executioner’ was before I t you. I never thought of hurting you. My car is right behind yours, and I have the dium you need. Stop the car, and let’s talk. Let’s resolve this misunderstanding."
The consumption of Magic Power was making it difficult for Max to maintain his form. Devouring Tong Yitong would only delay his dissipation.
In the end, Max slamd on the brakes.
Chui Chui braked hard, tailgating Max’s car and nearly causing a pile-up behind them.
Yan Xing rushed out of his own car, opened the passenger door of the car in front, threw a bottle of dium to Max, and then pulled Tong Yitong from her seat. He released the seal on her and said, "Get in the car behind."
Once Tong Yitong was in Chui Chui’s car, Yan Xing sat in the passenger seat of Max’s car and said, "Let’s go. Find a less crowded place, and we’ll settle things between us."
After absorbing the dium, Max regained his normal form. He glanced at Yan Xing, said nothing, started the car, and drove towards the outskirts of the city.
Turning onto a mountain road, both cars stopped simultaneously.
Yan Xing lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep drag, exhaled the smoke, and then said to Max, "I think we should rebuild our trust, starting with you telling the first truth. What exactly is ’Contrary,’ and what is ’Executioner’? Do you smoke?"
"Give one..." Max took a cigarette from Yan Xing’s pack, flicked a fla from his fingertip to light it, and said, "’Contrary,’ as I’ve explained to you, is what a hero becos when they grow so powerful that they touch upon divine authority. At that point, the world chanism creates an ’Executioner’ to eliminate the ’Contrary.’ Throughout the long river of ti, countless ’heroes’ have pursued power, beco ’Contraries,’ and then been wiped out by ’Executioners’—without exception. This is the destiny of ’Contrary’ and ’Executioner’ within the world chanism. I’m a ’Contrary,’ and you are the chosen ’Executioner.’"
Yan Xing asked, "I’m an Executioner? Are you sure?"
Puffing on his cigarette, Max explained, "Executioners co from this world. They possess the ability to traverse both worlds and are accepted by the laws of both. The growth of an Executioner is incredibly rapid. With the help of the world chanism, they can achieve in a short ti what ordinary people would take a lifeti to accomplish: reaching divine authority. Do you think you fit these criteria?"
Yan Xing thought carefully about his experiences over the past year; indeed, his rate of growth was astonishing.
I thought I was just really good at my job, which is why I grew so fast. So it turns out it’s because I’m the child of destiny?
"Destiny? A fitting analogy. The world chanism doesn’t just randomly select an ’Executioner.’ Your tiline of fate is a crucial basis for its choice. You will be guided to eradicate ’Contraries.’ This is your destiny, not sothing you can change simply because you want to."
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